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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐗

𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 2022,
𝐀 𝐅𝐄𝐖 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 a few hours ago had his businesses come to an abrupt stop.

Checking his watch, he focused his eyes on the road as his driver halted the car in a red light.

"In a few minutes we will arrive at the Ricci Mansion, sir." he exclaimed, voice gruff and professional.

Without responding he titled his head to the side, watching out the window the expensive cars and the people passing by.

With his stormy eyes starring some passengers holding hands he clenched his jaw, the car started once more bringing him back from his thoughts.

"The tablet." he monotonous said.

Exchanging looks from the mirror, the driver quickly pulled out from beside him a black tablet. Handing it to his boss, he readjusted his eyes to the road.

Taking the tablet, Jae-Sung opened it with the password and tapped upon the filds he needed. Humming, his irises followed the trail of words, reading the last document before he departs from the sweet winery, traditional soils of Italy.

"We are here, sir."

Looking up from the screen, the familiar gates of the Ricci Mansion came into view.

Waiting for the driver to open the door, Jae-Sung swiftly grabbed his leather brown case and positioned the tablet inside it.

The clicking of the car door opening made him gaze at his driver's movements.

Quick, on time and stays professional he listed. Outing the automobile, he smoothly grabbed his suit and closed the front buttons.

"Mister Ricci is unavailable at the moment, he mentioned waiting for him at the living room." said timidly a maid who appeared out of the double doors behind her.

"This way, sir." she guided, motioning for the right end of the hallway.

The maid had already started guiding the way, believing he would follow. But, when she turned around to motion him in he was ambling at the opposite direction, making her gasp and yell "Sir! He is not available at the moment, please come back!"

Unfortunately for her, her warnings were met with a cold wall of indifference.

Marching at the hall, he passed by a butler who had surprise within his wrinkled eyes.

"Sir, you are not allowed-" started the older man, with a motion of his hand up Jae-Sung stopped him from continuing.

His breathing was calm, however his heart pounded loudly inside his chest. Blood boiling and clenched hands his strident walk gave him nothing but the amount of anger he needed to appear as furious as he should.

Grabbing the silver door handle he opened the door.

He was met with loud moans and the disgusting smell of sex. Scrunching up his nose, he cleared his throat to drone attention to him and to avoid the painfully echo of the slapping of their bodies.

The lady gasped and tried to cover herself, getting off of Gio's nude lap.

"Cazzo!" growled Gio. Grasping his pants, he pulled them up. Fastening the belt he pulled his white shirt over his shoulders and sent the female off.

"You were going to make me wait for this-" he covered his nose "atrocity?" he finished the sentence with his light Italian.

Giovanni Ricci or Gio, smirked and grabbed a glass of whiskey before purring himself a cup.

With a heavy accent, his English were pronunciated with an Italian flare.

"Our Sicily blood loves to feast-"

"Yes. 'Upon skin.' I know." he interrupted.

Positioning his leather case upon the surface of the wooden table, he unclasped the buttons and seized the black tablet out once again.

"This is the terms from our side. You should read them and call me later." taking his case, he made his way towards the door.

"Wait, here it says you'll have fifty percent of the deal?" he read aloud confused.

Not even bothering to stop, Jae-Sung sauntered across the room "Yes, we will." he explained casually.

"We agreed on sixty-fourty! Come back! Jae-Sung, you yellowish bastard!"

The curses and the passive effort of creating chaos went through the balcony, when a wolfish smirk painted Jae-Sung lips.

Following the directions he took a few minutes ago, he walked by all the staff running up at their boss' office, since the strings of curses became tantrums of throwing glasses across the room and destroying the wealthy carpentry.

"To the airport." he said, once he made it to the car. His driver opened the door as he nodded apprehensively.

Thoughts ran around his mind as the car accelerated down the road. Memories surfaced of brighter days and a face long-term buried in the abyss of his consciousness reappeared.

Dark hair and storm filled eyes with a smile that could light up the whole world.

Swallowing thickly he laughed amused.

Dal-Rae, it is time we too chat.

𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓® 2023

𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞:

Three times in a day! Wow. There is going to be a long road so prepare for it!
As you saw there are some references to Vincenzo (another Netflix kdrama) since that series inspired a lot of this fanfic alongside the plot of the glory.
Btw, Set me free Pt. 2 by Jimin is a masterpiece!